(Verse 1)
So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen and he acts like cuz you forgotten me!
I aint got time to sh*t let alone come check you blud
You know Im her property
Right now Im in Europe fu*king up sh*t
more than the economy
So when you land you know I got you properly
(Chorus)
I bring my people through it, everything I
do
You reckon me I pop wid you
Ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
You a snitchin little bitch and you love
singin to the blues
Well this song wasnt made for you
Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa
Im coming
Im coming
For you
Aaaahhaa
Im coming
Im coming
For you
(Verse 2)
Yo, f*ck so good make a b*tch wanna find me
Wanna rolex ring Wiley
When I was a bum, no-one really liked me
Now its time someone went a got a new job for Tinie
Im only playing
Im just saying Ill sh*t so hard Im constipated
Overworked, underrated
Now my tings poppin off, no gun relation
Grind all day but I aint roller blading
All eyes on MOI, harder baby
No love for the ex, on night no tea towel
Tell Kelly ive got that motivation
I beg, someone find Max online and let her know I wanna smash her from the back
Sarah Jane come give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack!
Ill be killin cause Ill be getting bred
Hard doe, number 1s all day on the chart show
So F*CK YOU and your 90 track mixtape
Thats a million bars of arsehole
My flows are wrecked and it opens legs
Its fly than a motherf*cking jumbo jet
What a selfish b*stard, no respect
You know dapz, no regrets
I still roll through my hood and I wear my chain
F*ck a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same
Real recognised, reaaaalll
How many albums have you sold today?
I aint saying nuttin way not Kanye
But Im living life on the runway
If your nice, Ill be like Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play
King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let your chick party with me
Im Tarzan and im hung like a tree
Imagine if your new born pops out looking exactly like moi
Banter, but on the real get her on pampers because Ill be on the tour bus getting pampered
I heard Simon Cowell thinks Im a little w*nker
An im getting on his tits like cancer
And I dont wanna start mentioning names
Where they all now? There bankrupt!
Joe McElderry, oh what a stand up!
Alexandra, pull your socks up!
Where you hits at? You aint no winner!
I feel bad cause your voice is amazing but your careers getting raped by a mason
That sh*t f*cking upsets me, cause it dont get me, try bring them near me
Coming round with your hand out, wanting a hand out, ahhhh thats too political
I dont care about a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship!
You got clapped by a, BANG! Your girl got mad by a BANG! That smooth criminal
Im a product of my environment I aint sayin me and you are any different
Im just planning an early retirement
I dont mean sorry when I say Im going Kingston
Every mans welcome to fly long distance
We be on the beach with Weed Man Winston!
Plus Im the craziest ting out the United Kingdom
(Chorus)
I bring my people through it, everything I
do
You reckon me I pop wid you
Ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
You a snitchin little bitch and you love
singin to the blues
Well this song wasnt made for you
Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa
Im coming
Im coming
For you
Aaaahhaa
Im coming
Im coming
For you
(Outro)
I aint even going in, Im just f*cking around
They just werent
You know me
Id rather be singing my sh*t anyway
Big up Keyz motherf*cker
POOOMBLAYYYYYYY!!!!